Mhmmm, not much to say, actually. Used to dabble a bit, write a bit. Got lazy, stopped. Now I'm a beta-for-hire. I'd like to think I'm quite good at it, being the extremely detail-oriented person that I am. If anyone has a job for moi, drop me a line.
Current pimpage: The birdies, by Blizdal. Veela!Draco and his mate, Harry.
“Harry, You’re his mate,” said Dumbledore urgently, eyeing the wand.
“Yes, Harry. His mate.”
“I’m not interested. Tell him to find somebody else.”
“He can’t choose, Harry. He’s a Veela, and a Veela can have only one mate. You are his.”
“I don’t swing that way.”
“Well, you’ll have to.”
Dumbledore cringed. “If you don’t bond within half an hour, he will die.”
Harry blinked. “So?”
Dumbledore looked at him, scandalized.
“You are his mate,” the Headmaster said slowly.
“Well, he’s not mine.” Harry said logically.
“If you don’t bond, he will die. Do you really want to have his death on your conscience?”
“Okay,” said Harry. “Can I go now?”
So much love for this story. However, it also renders me unable to read a Veela!Draco story ever again.
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